Rory slammed the door to her bedroom behind her and sank to the floor. She was on the verge of tears and was finding it difficult to breath. It wasn't until she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder that she realized that Stephanie had been here the whole time watching her. "What's the matter Rory?" Stephanie asked in her sweetest voice.

Rory looked at her as if she was the dumbest person alive and then replied in a hostile tone. "What do you mean what's the matter?"

Stephanie backed off a bit. She was unsure of the situation now. It wasn't like Rory to be so cross with someone. Usually she was nothing but smiles and sunshine with a little bit of worry sprinkled on top. Now though she was angry and hostile. A side of Rory that no one had seen since the last time Dean had tried hanging out with the gang. The whole time all he did was complain and play the victim but did Rory didn't see him in that light. All she saw was this sweet townie who had just swept her off her feet. "Last I checked mindreading wasn't one of my many dazzling talents so I'm afraid your just going to have to tell me why your own the floor sobbing..."

"He's back here and no one seems to remember what that jackass did to me!" Rory yelled.

Stephanie sighed she shouldn't have been surprised. She thought that Logan would cause some conflict but not this much. "What happened after I left?"

"Nothing that's just it. He was perfect as usual. He was sweet and charming. He said and did all the right things."

Stephanie made a face that said and the problem is.

Rory smiled weakly at the face and then replied "I'm not over him. That's the problem. I can't move on with my life. When he was driving us back from lunch I started to imagine marrying him again. I started to have those visions of Cape Cod in the summer and reading the newspaper together in bed."

"And you're ashamed of yourself for falling in love with him again..." Stephanie finished Rory's sentence for her.

Rory laughed in this sarcastic and sad way. "Yes. Exactly." She looked over on to her desk where their used to be this random picture of Logan and Rory sitting together talking. She couldn't remember who even took it. She missed that picture. She'd put it away a week after he left. At that point she realized he wasn't coming back to her. "I mean he's still so amazing. He still can make me laugh. He still knows where to touch me to send tingles up and down my back."

"Well then Rory why fight it? Why not go back to him? Why not let yourself get over the past and the pain he once caused you and rekindle the flame?" Stephanie asked her friend. She knew that Rory would fall back in love with him. She knew that Rory would want him back.

"I still have Dean who loves me."

"But you don't love him back!" Stephanie protested.

"Maybe I love him. Maybe I just don't know it yet." She tried to reason with her friend.

Stephanie shook her head. "You don't love him. You're settling. You're scared of getting hurt again by Logan so instead of going with the one you really love you're choosing someone safe."

"So what if I am?"

Stephanie shook her friend lightly. "You can't choose your head over your heart. Everyone knows that. I'm not saying that there isn't some chance that Logan is going to hurt you again. There is always that chance. Still life is a game of chances. You have to be willing to take a risk everyone once in a while."

Rory looked back to that same spot on her desk.

"This is the right risk to take." Stephanie finished. "Now on a happier note I have something for you."

Rory looked back at her friend and smiled. There was no hating or fighting with Stephanie. When she believed in something she pushed you to believe it to and often succeeded in making you a believer too. "What?"

Stephanie walked over to Rory's closet and pulled out the three packages she'd brought with her. First she handed her the biggest box.

Rory opened it slowly and cautiously as if a killer snake were going to jump out. Instead she found a long ballroom gown the same color of her eyes. "Oh please tell me this isn't going to be some dreadful ballroom dancing session. I hate those. I mean I didn't even like coming out because of the heels."

Stephanie laughed. "Well then I guess you'll be pleased to see what's in this box." She handed her the second biggest box.

Rory squealed when she opened it. "You bought me a custom pair of Chucks!"

"Well Finn found them online and convinced me to buy them for you." She explained. "Still you have got to calm down some because you still have one more box."

Rory got off of the floor and hugged her best friend. "I can't believe you remembered." Rory held the small cheap plastic tiara in her hand. It was the kind you wore when you were a little kid on your birthday with a feather boa. It was the kind that her grandmother didn't approve of. She'd once told Stephanie that if there was something she ever really wanted for her birthday was one of the tiaras. Now in her hand she had one.

Stephanie stopped smiling and mustered up her most strict voice. "Now you go and get ready and in an hour and a half your escort will be here to pick you up.

"Thanks Steph I don't know what I would do without you..." Rory said as she hugged her.

"You'd be a mousy reporter girl who we all called Mary..." Stephanie joked as she left the room.

Just as Rory fixed the tiara on her head she heard a knock on the door. She had spent half of her getting ready time trying to figure out who her escort was. At this point she was positive that it was Logan. Who else would Stephanie send to escort her? She sashayed to the door and then opened it with a dazzling smile plastered on her face. The small soon disappeared though when she realized that it wasn't Logan. Instead it was Dean. Stephanie had been a good and loyal friend and sent good ol' Dean to be her escort. He was in fact her boyfriend. She sized him up in a conspicous manner. He was wearing what she guessed were his nicest clothes. A white button down shirt with a black tie and a pair of khaki pants. "It's you..." The words accidentally escaped from her mouth as her gaze returned to his face.

"Of course it's me. Who else would it be?" Dean looked at her with a confused expression plastered on his face.

"No one it's just you surprised me." She explained forcing a fake but dazzling smile back on her face.

The smile returned to his face. "Yeah it was that blonde's idea."

"You mean Stephanie?"

Dean nodded as he spoke "Yeah she has been planning this for I guess weeks."

The doorbell sounded and Rory tried to look down the stairs. "Well we better go ahead down there it sounds like my guests are arriving." She just started walking not even waiting for him. She had to get to Logan. She had to explain all of this. She didn't want to spring this on him. She didn't want to cause him any pain.

HOPEFULLY THIS WILL BE UPDATED VERY SOON! I ALREADY HAVE IDEAS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER! I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS ONE! THANKS FOR READING! DON'T FIGURE TO TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT OF IT!

The best kind of love is...complicated.